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Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.


Just this morning I spotted the Marine Board building talking to the Hydro building. What were they saying? I'm none the wiser, as I don't speak architecture.

I did overhear an enlightening conversation on the bus this morning, that despite best efforts, I couldn't satisfactorily turn into a poem. I was able, however, to utilise my advanced note taking abilities to share with the world the genius that is the Tasmanian public servant.
"For me, I need, like, 30 minutes to get ready. Then it takes me, like, 40 minutes to walk from my girlfriend's house to, like, work. Then, like, it's another, like, 40 minutes to walk home after work. That's, like, that's, like, an HOUR every day!"

Much to my dismay, this young fellow informed his collegue that he was shifting from his present job - in the Department Education - to a new one, Treasury. May God have mercy on all of us.
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smudgeon said…
That's, like, really depressing.

Like.
20 April 2009 at 10:43
Tash said…
Hillarious! Love the punch line.
Very nice talkie-talkie buildings photo.
20 April 2009 at 12:48
Priyanka Khot said…
I had no idea that the 'Like' syndrome is as far spread as Tasmania. In India, along with the 'Like' syndrome, we also have "I mean its like this" epidemic too.

I liked the photo and the talking buildings touch.
20 April 2009 at 16:29
yamini said…
The talking buildings looked good. However, the icing on the cake today was "Like".
Do keep us posted on how the Tasmanian treasury is faring in the coming days!!!!
20 April 2009 at 16:57
Kris McCracken said…
Me, 50 grand a year, I'd wager.
20 April 2009 at 18:24
Kris McCracken said…
Tash, I just wish that he was joking.
20 April 2009 at 18:25
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, I blame David Beckham.
20 April 2009 at 18:25
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, it's in enough trouble as it is!
20 April 2009 at 18:25
KL said…
It is good that he is shifting to treasury from education; at least he will not be responsible for producing many like him in the future. :-).
21 April 2009 at 08:32
Kris McCracken said…
KL, given that he would merely be a faceless bureaucrat with no actual link to tangible outputs, I think that he'd be safer in Education!

None of these people can ever simply tell you what it is that they do.
21 April 2009 at 08:57
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